In the breeze
roses dance
swing, sway
stagger
drunk
on spring.
Gosh, I hope your day is going as well as mine. I woke up this morning full of energy, ready to tackle some projects. I may get some spring cleaning done today. I had fun with today's poem and picture. This is a picture of the roses growing on my fence that I've done some altering to. I'm trying something new and that is always an exciting thing. I counted the words in this poem. There are only 11. But, I'm happy with this little poem because it presents the idea of being drunk on spring, and that is exactly how I feel today. Sometimes that is how nature and flowers effect me. They make me happy. Does the happiness come through in the poem? Can you write your own poem today about your favorite flower? Have fun.
